Tomorrow You're Gone
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- 2012
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My dear Charlie,
When you get' out...
you're going to feel free as a bird.
There is not much more a man
could want.
F*** all, I mean,
who would disagree?
I bet you'd love a good meal
for all these years you spent
not able to eat some lobster.
You did right...
by letting me right the
wrong that Chester is doing.
He's the one that needs
to be punished.
To me, it can't get more unfair.
He killed your spirit Charlie.
Take heart though,
his time's up...
I'd place money on it',
if I could.
But you have me to
get you started out.
Whatever ever you're think how you feel
in leavin' that cage,
get ready for surprises.
Here it is almost as crazy as there...
Soon you will see yourself, '
but you have me
to get you started out.
Cheers!
The Buddha.
J' Man don't stand a chance.
J' In a one sided romance...
J' Most lovers are tha-a-a-.
J' The rest just lose their minds.
A Whoa!
J' I hear voices...
fiah-suss su su su...
l' whoa-sus sus su...
J' -suss su su 5a...
J' -suss su. - -...
J' I hear the foot' tracks... .1
J' Ha cha ch ch...
J' I found the gas. Whoa...
J' I'm so sad with regret,
J' 'Cause lyin? Been happy yet.
J' And I don't expect to be...
J' Not in the way love treats me.
I Woah.
J' I hear those voices again.
J' Thirty years I tell you
J' I need them.
J' Whoa! J' Wha su su su.
J' Why you can even
J' hear the foot' tracks.
Sir...
a friend told me I might be able to rent
a room here for a night or two.
Really, he must not be
a very good friend,
cause we're all filled up
buddy.
There a guy named
Lorne Corral here?
My friend told me Lorne
would be sure to set it up.
What'd you say
your friends name was?
Billy Pettigrew.
The Buddha sent you here?
That's right.
Hey, Troy.
You got a room?
Of course l have a room...
always got a room
for a friend of Buddha's.
Hey, I need a favour,
can you cover here for me.
I reckon I'll be on my way.
muchos gracias charlie!
Sorry.
Listen, entrance for room outside
you got to go through the bar,
out to the left and
around back, okay.
You'll see it.
Okay? Hey listen...
If you need anything,
I mean anything at all.
Don't be scared.
Okay. Thank you.
Hello!
You want to shut the hell up!
Hey!!
F***!
No! Calm down and...
Stop it!
In this hell hole Chuck.
God and the Devil
mimic each other.
It's near impossible to
tell them apart.
A smart man...
only wants
someone he can trust.
I thought I had such a friend
but I was deceived.
He stole my money
and took my freedom...
but that wasn't half as bad
as what he did to my heart.
If you can't trust another soul
you got nothing.
You're dead.
You do know...
why you're here,
don't you Charlie?
I understand.
But' why me.
Consider it a favour.
It' is for you.
Not for me.
You talking about this man?
It's the one you want dead...
the one that climbed into
little Charlie's head
and made it his own.
He's still there.
He's still giving the orders.
I can hear him.
Sometimes...
I hear him better than
I hear you.
Good afternoon.
You have good
visit last night?
What do you know about
me having a visitor?
Nothing. I...
"I just figured you" had a long
night with someone.
I mean, it's afternoon.
Why don't you stay out
of my business
and I'll stay out of yours.
Hey, partner.
You want to make a fiver?
What do I have to do for it?
Get a gym bag out of locker 130.
Why don' you get it?
Hey, hey...
Get the bag first, huh.
Hey!
Agh!
Who sent you?
Who gave you the f***ing
locker number?
No one did!
Agh!
Agh!
Looking at $189.50.
So how do you like
my new shoes.
"." You know what they're
saying to me?
They're saying here there's nobody's mark.
A guy with his head on his shoulders
an eye to the future.
Somebody who knows how to
take care of business.
Take care of what?
Nice.
What kind of boots are those?
You mean my ventilated
gold diggers?
I save those for
special occasions.
How do you know this one isn't?
Which one?
This one.
I never said it wasn't.
I'm Florence.
The way it works now is you
say what you want me to call you.
Sam.
For Samuel?
For Samson.
Strong guy got
done in by Delilah.
I've never heard that.
You ain't read the Bible?
Mine's the next stop.
Is that Willimette?
Oto, Willimette's a whole
different neighbourhood.
Where you from then?
South a ways.
You ain't giving away
no secrets, are you?
Go ahead.
Ain't that why anybody
talks to strangers?
I figured people got a
lot of reasons to.
Have you got business
in Willimette?
Later I do.
What are you gonna do till then?
Eat something.
There's a pizza joint
right below my place.
They only got take out,
but it's pretty good.
My ex left a few things
when he split.
0h yeah?
I, I got to keep a clear head, so.
For your mysterious business
in Willimette?
You got anybody Samson?
Like how I ain't got nobody...
except an ex?
I had a dog.
The guy I left it with
when I was in jail said it got run
over by lumber truck.
How long was you in jail for?
Four years.
You smoke weed?
I just told you about that.
Was it a big dog?
It was medium big.
Looked a lot like a
Border Collie...
some Sheppard in it.
Did you treat her good Samson?
Yeah, till I left it with who
I told you about I did.
You think he didn't die
how he said it did?
to a son of a b*tch who killed it
for the money I sent him
each week to feed it.
I loved a cat to death for
six years that died.
That's too bad. I'm sorry.
His name was Gold.
On account of his colour.
Do you mind if I smoke Sam?
No.
Your your ex still got a key?
He hasn't used it far as I know.
So no roommate's gonna pop in?
Was us coming here Samson...
was that my idea or yours?
Well, I ain't clear on that either.
You want to watch a movie?
You got one any good?
I got one starring me.
How's that?
As soon as I use the john.
It's over there.
From whom you can hide nothing.
I'm in two minds on this.
Reason I ask Samson is,
I've known people and I don't know
whether or not you're one of them
to get the artist mixed
up with their art.
They get all sorts of ideas regarding
one from the other.
What sort of ones they get?
Sister Chastity.
Conclude for example
that's Florence.
It ain't?
Who is she?
Girl named LouAnn.
I'm sorry father, but I have
nothing to confess.
See, I'm Florence,
I'm the actor.
That's somebody else, get it?
Each night' I'd lay in bed thinking who
she, and she who come in...
Florence is sort of shy really.
She likes to hold hands,
talk, even if it's babble,
do a little blow to cut the ice.
But LouAnn,
wide eyed little LouAnn...
she comes off as all
sweet and innocent at first but,
I 'I just say
she ain't no Florence.
Isn't that right father?
Yes, yes!
Free yourself of those
nasty habits.
On one hand I'm proud of my
performance.
But on the other hand
LouAnn is so powerful
that after you see
her bigger than life.
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